Seven-year-old Apple Blossom bucked apples in the yard. After getting them in the bucket, she looked around and sighed. "I wish I had somepony to do this with. To play with. To have fun with." An idea came to her head. She ran off to find her parents, Apple Bloom and Pipsqueak. She found them in the kitchen.
"Mom, Dad!" Apple Blossom breathed.
"Yes, Mini AB?" Pipsqueak said in his accent.
"I want a sibling!"
Her parents blinked. "Well! Pip, let's tell Apple Blossom a story!" Apple Bloom fake-smiled, trying to get off-topic from the awkward situation.
"Yeah! About our wedding!" Pipsqueak agreed.
Apple Blossom glared at her parents. "Quit tryin' to get off-topic! I need to tell you what I want. I want a sibling, preferably a gal, that will play with me..."
"What? Get off-topic? No! We just want to tell ya a story!" Apple Bloom said. She went in the living room with her husband, plopped her daughter on the couch, and began the story.
***
"What the hay is goin' on with ya, AB?" Applejack asked her younger sister.
"Pipsqueak is so dreamy," Apple Bloom giggled.
"Say what, now? Who is Pipsqueak? WHY AREN'T YA WATCHIN' APPLESTRONG AND CIDER LIKE I TOLD YA TO?!"
Cider was Applejack's then two-year-old daughter, and Applestrong was her then one-year-old son.
"Sorry, AJ, but Pipsqueak came and surprised me with what he calls 'The Apple Special'. He's so kind and considerate and dreamy and hard-workin' and..."
"WHO IS PIPSQUEAK?!" Applejack demanded.
"Oh. Pip is my coltfriend. I saw him helpin' the citizens of Ponyville, and thought, 'Aw, he looks nice.' Then..."
"YA HAD A COLTFRIEND AND DIDN'T TELL ME?!"
"Oops. Hey, did tell ya I had to watch Applestrong and Cider?" Apple Bloom zipped away.
Applejack stomped her hoof. "That's what ya should've told that Pipsqueak guy! That ya needed to watch your niece and nephew! Or else your sister would go ba-zonkers! But it's too late now!"
Apple Bloom went in the room her nephew and niece were in. "Applestrong, Cider, time to go to bed. Auntie Apple Bloom has some stuff she needs to do."
"But, Auntie Ple Loom!" Cider and Applestrong said in unison.
"No 'buts'. Go to bed, now!"
The children hung their heads, but went to their bedrooms.
Once they were asleep, Apple Bloom sneaked out of the barn and went to Pipsqueak's house. He answered the door. "Oh, hi, Apple Bloom! Come in; I have something important to do."
The mare followed her coltfriend.
"Yes, Pip? What do ya need to do?" Apple Bloom inquired.
Pipsqueak pulled out a ring with a ruby as red as Apple Bloom's mane and went down on a knee. "Apple Bloom, will you marry me?" he asked.
"YES!" she hollered. She kissed Pipsqueak full on the lips.
"Great! Should we start the preparations?"
"Yes! I'll go tell Granny Smith, Big Mac and his family, and Applejack! I'll also see if Cider and Applestrong can be the ring bearer and flower filly!" She ran out the house. It was dinnertime.
The ponies sitting at the table were Granny Smith, Big Macintosh (Big Mac for short), Cheerilee (Big Mac's wife), Joy (Cheeriliee and Big Mac's 17-year-old daughter), Pear (Applejack's husband), Cider, Applestrong, and Applejack. The latter was angry. "Where were ya?! Yerr late for supper!"
"Oh, that's what I need to tell y'all 'bout. Ya see, I went to Pipsqueak's house..."
"BUT I TOLD YA TO WATCH CIDER AND APPLESTRONG!" Applejack fumed.
"Applejack, be quiet. Apple Bloom is tryin' to tell us somethin'." Granny Smith said.
"AJ, I put them in bed. Anyway, he told me he needed to do somethin' important. I asked what, and he gave me this!" Apple Bloom held up her hoof, showing off her ring.
Everypony gasped and congratulated her. All except Applejack. In fact, Applejack was furious. She jumped on top of the table and bellowed, "You. Got. ENGAGED?!"
"Yep! And I also want Cider to be the flower filly and Applestrong to be the ring bearer!"
"YAY!" the toddlers cheered.
"Oh no. No. NO! This can't happen. It just can't!" Applejack ran out of the room, crying.
Maybe I should go comfort her. Apple Bloom followed her older sister. She found her in her and Pear's bedroom, crying. "Are ya okay, AJ?"
Applejack looked up. "Yeah. My sister's just growin' up and doesn't need me anymore. Sure, I'm just peachy!"
Apple Bloom got it. Her sister was just upset because she was growing up. Applejack thought that she wasn't needed anymore. She thought that Pipsqueak was all Apple Bloom would need. She felt... left out.
Apple Bloom hugged her sister. "Of course I need ya! Why wouldn't I?"
"Because ya would have yerr husband to look after ya and make me feel like I was cast aside. Also, I don't want anythin' to happen to ya."
"Oh, Applejack, Pip would never do anythin' like that,"
"Ya really sure?"
"Positive,"
The sisters hugged and went back to the kitchen.
They all made arrangements and soon everything was ready.
On the day of the wedding, Apple Bloom dressed up in a simple wedding dress with her classic bow on, except it was silver and sparkly instead of red. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo were her bridesmaids.
Soon, the Wedding March played.
Apple Bloom's niece and nephew walked down the aisle first. Afterwards, the bride went. She walked elegantly to her fiancé.
It went on swimmingly, and Applejack kept her cool.
***
"So Auntie Applejack got upset about the whole thing?" Apple Blossom questioned.
"Yep. During the ceremony, I got scared. I actually started to wonder if she had a pitchfork behind her!" Pipsqueak shivered. His daughter and wife laughed.
"Now, about me wanting a sibling..." Apple Blossom smirked.
"Apple Blossom!" Apple Bloom warned.
"Fine!"